Page 6 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

"You think I didn’t see you this year? In those tiny skirts? Biting that bottom lip? Looking at me like I’m the answer to all your filthy little girl dreams? The ones where Daddy lays down to read you a story and then ends up teaching you things a little girl shouldn’t know?"

She’s breathing faster.

God, she’s so beautiful it makes my heart ache.

I’ve had her all to myself since her bitch of a mother took off. She was always jealous of how Lily took to me. Who could blame her? Her own father was never in her life and her mother treated her like an inconvenient obligation on the best of days.

Good riddance. I hadn’t touched that bitch in years but put up with her because I would never leave Lily. One horrible drunken night in Vegas had one glorious outcome.

Lily.

“Daddy, your lips feel good.”

“It feels good to me too, baby. It always has. But, it’s different now. Remember when I put you to bed and would always kiss your forehead and tell you how much I loved you?”

She nods, her lips parted. “I always said I love you too. This much.” She holds her hands apart on a shy smile.

“Yes, you did but I love you in a different way now. And I get to show you how I feel.”

I keep her pinned in place, my palm flattening against the curve of her lower back, my fingers splayed at the edge of her waistband as my hips move in time with hers. Fabric creating friction between us.

"You think I didn’t dream about this?" I growl. "You, in my lap. Begging me to be the one who teaches you what that body is for. Your little girl juice is soaking you, isn’t it?"

She whimpers again.

“But, if you don’t teach me, you want one of those other boys to do it?”

I snap. The idea of anyone else touching her has me seeing red. My thick cock is the only dick she will ever know.

I grind myself against her. Her lashes flutter. She clutches my lapels.

"Feel that?" I breathe against her neck. "That’s what you do to me. You did that."

Her lips part. She makes a helpless sound and tries to rock again.

“Please, it feels funny. Down there. Achy.”

"You wait for Daddy. I’m going to teach you. You are going to learn."

She freezes. Her soft body trembling as my dick throbs wanting inside that cherry heat.

“But, I want—"

"You don’t take," I grunt, squeezing her earlobe between my teeth until she hisses, then I let that sweet flesh go. "You receive."

I buck my hips upward making her yelp. My hands guide her hips like she’s a doll built for my use.

She gasps.

"You’re getting all slippery down there," I groan, "aren’t you, baby girl? Getting all drippy down in your girl parts."

Her whisper seeps into my ears like black smoke. "Yes, Daddy. My panties are super sticky."

I curse. Then pray.

My forehead falls against hers.

"This is dangerous," I say, more to myself than to her. "So fucking dangerous."